Chapter 271: The Melancholy of the Copyist (Text)

"The main party is only happy, and a certain one will also come to sing and a good song......"

Xin Jiaxuan said suddenly.

"Through the ages, heroes are nowhere to be found, and Sun Zhong is looking for a solution.

The dance pavilion is always blown away, and the rain blows the wind.

The grass and trees in the slanting sun, the ordinary alleys, and the humane slaves once lived.

Thinking back then, Jin Ge Iron Horse swallowed thousands of miles like a tiger. ”

Okay, this is the work that the genuine Xin Qiji sang for me, and the sentence "swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger" suddenly compared my "Docking Guazhou" a little proudly.

It's just a half-way of the popular "Yongyule Jingkou Beiguting Nostalgia" in history, and it has become the "Jingkou Jinshan Futu Tower Nostalgia" in this time and space.

Could it be that this is an event that will be triggered naturally when it reaches the corresponding scene, I can't help but spit out to myself.

"I also have feelings, and I would like to attach a poem and seven words"

As a result, I also saw a similar expression of eagerness on Lu Wuguan's face, and I couldn't help but secretly complain in my heart, is this the plot mode turned on.

"Lying and listening to the bell of the ancient temple of Jinshan, Sanba's dream yesterday has come to naught."

He stepped lightly, leaned on the fence and turned around in a half-circle, and said in a loud voice

"The bow of the ship is bumpy and the sail is drumming, and the tail of the flag is comfortably down the water.

The dangerous buildings in the corner of the city are sunny and blue, and the sunset of the twin towers in the forest is red.

The copper bottle is sorrowful to draw the water, and there are no ninety Weng of tea mountain. ”

In this regard, I can only be speechless, looking up at the sky and sighing. Your sister's I easily found an opportunity to do palindrome copying, you two great lyricists and poets, can't you be low-key in this time and space, don't you compare and sing, and will you die?

Fortunately, it's not a snowy day now, otherwise as soon as the song "Lou Boat Night Snow Guazhou Crossing, Iron Horse Autumn Wind Disperses" comes out, I am not ashamed of myself.

Fortunately, except for these two who have enough literary foundation to show off, the others are all traditional soldiers, and they admit that they are not good at this, and they can't take a few words to follow the trend, so I still retain some face.

However, the great monks who were called to accompany them were quite like a treasure, and they immediately wrote it down with a paper with a stammering face, saying that they wanted to turn back and engrave it into a monument and be included in the inscription stele forest of the sages in Bodhi Garden.

It's just that no one thought of this, because the inscription of this three-person group actually became the talisman of this Jinshan Temple in the purge of Buddhism many years later.

It's just that my entanglement and gain and loss mood didn't last long.

The sound of warning almost broke this brief silence and silence that had been cut off from the battlefield.

Is there smoke in the city of Kyoguchi?

Discover the naval army of the Northern Dynasty?

The observation posts and scouts on the periphery all brought the following news

I grabbed the mirror, only to see some miscellaneous boats, which had already collected their sails, and were densely clustered on the bank of the river in the direction of the Cold Spring Pavilion to the west.

A moment later, some officers and soldiers who had fled to Jinshan Temple brought the latest news that an enemy army was landing on the waterway behind the flanks and attacking? , the local garrison soldiers and horses, have been killed and defeated

"What do the sailors of the dynasty eat

Xin Jiaxuan couldn't help but scold,

"It's all going to make people leak out......"

"Where'...... the town guard?"

I asked sharply to the fugitive officers and soldiers who had been contained

"It is said that the old department of Runzhou, which is placed in the rear, has shown signs of instability, and the local town guards have gone to suppress it."

A voice was a little panicked, but replied in a panic

"When the northern soldiers came, there was no one in the city to ask for instructions......"

"Everyone desperately escaped......"

I'll go, what's this

Obviously, before we could make a good decision, the enemy had already recruited us. Because, I saw the sandbar along the bank of the river, and the black pressure was surging over.

A long horn sounded, and the mountains moved, like boiling water, rushing to Lulu.

On the Myoko platform inside the mountain gate, four small cannons have been set up, pointing condescendingly to the empty field outside the gable, which coincides with the firing range of the guns behind the formation.

"It's finally time to open......"

The head of the pro-army artillery group stroked the shiny barrel that had been tested, and said with some joy.

Standing on Myoko Terrace, which served as a temporary command center, I also carefully observed the various enemies in the nearby mirror

Most of them were unhelmeted, with their capes or scarlets, and their armor was a little disheveled, and they were clenched with swords and guns, and with a fierce and resolute expression, they rushed towards us.

I suddenly felt that something was wrong,

Although the opponent's will to fight seems to be quite impressive, the relevant military literacy and organization are in a mess.

I didn't see much, the size of the banner representing the marching order of the army, and there was not enough follow-up cover for long-range troops such as bows and arrows, a small number of archers were actually mixed in the crowd, and there were not many vanguards who were specially licensed to cover the offensive front.

This is the one who made a fuss.

In this way, he didn't even touch the opponent's situation, and he swarmed up all over the mountains. But I like this pig attack tactic the most, and I'm already hungry for firearms.

This is the Futu Pagoda of Jinshan Temple, and my general flag is also hung on it, among which the best observer in his eyes, with the cooperation of the nearby mirror, will use a combination of flags in different directions to release and convey some of the latest military observations to the ministries.

"Half of the pacesetters are divided, and they go to the back of the mountain as a reserve team......"

Then I remembered something, and commanded Muron who was standing beside him as a reserve.

"Beware of sneak attacks......

After only a dozen relatively long breaths, these enemy soldiers shouted and roared, and they were already approaching, and their vague faces were faintly visible in the gloomy and gloomy sky.

But the top and bottom of Jinshan were still silent, as if the momentum had been taken by the other party, and the birds were silent. Even if they have entered the basic range, they are no exception.

Those who had trembling hands or couldn't help but think of touching the trigger were beaten on their arms by the veterans and non-commissioned officers around them, with their sticks and flag guns, and regained their composure in pain.

The dozen or so people who walked in the forefront, the strongest and the best equipment, fell to the ground almost at the same time.

The hunters' ostentatious precision strikes, like starting guns, kicked off the prelude to the volley of fire,

Suddenly, dense and heavy fireworks rose in all directions, and the front of the entire Jinshan Temple seemed to have turned into a front that was spraying death and damage.

Like the dull sound of boiling a pot, it ripples between the ancient temples and Zen forests on the riverside almost without any gaps, and the invisible barrage sprayed out like raindrops is like a life-threatening gale, lifting those bloody human bodies to the ground in pieces.

Those sweaty and red-faced enemies who were running and sprinting stopped almost the moment they were hit by the projectile, and then they were suddenly pushed to the ground by those behind them, and they lost their lives, or lay helplessly on the ground, slowly dying in the trampling of turns.

The first few of the rushing crowds were like snow cubes blended by boiling water, drawing blood-colored traces of heretics on the ground they passed.

Thanks to these bald donkeys, who were able to make money and had a lot of money, they built the courtyard walls extremely high, so after hastily digging and piling up the earth behind the wall, it became a rough and simple fortification.

At the same time as it was stationed in Jinshan, an auxiliary survey team belonging to the Qinzhi Regiment pulled special tools to carry out surveying and mapping of the height difference and the distance between the causes, so every firing point, range, and batch were preliminarily planned.

That's the beauty of queuing to shoot, especially when you're leaning on cover and you're in a one-sided queue to shoot each other.

Therefore, they did not even touch the base of the gable, and they collapsed, and they did not know who it was, and they shouted wildly, and they turned around and ran in unison, and those unlucky ghosts who rushed too far forward and did not turn around were almost shot under the base of the wall by the guns who were relatively on fire in the hesitation of turning their heads and looking around.

Some of the soldiers around me who coveted each other were still unsatisfied, or they were stunned that the other party gave up and retreated so lightly.

Then they involuntarily cheered in unison, and they all got up and stood on the gable wall to continue shooting, those figures who retreated in a hurry.

And with the pedals of the boat that were lowered diagonally, in the wide open gate, at least six white soldiers from four regiments, forming a zigzag sequence of two frets in front and back, rushed off the gangplank and pursued them with all their might under the urging of the marching drum.

Then two more guns, under the cover of two teams of spearmen, slowly drove out of the wide open mountain gate and began to clean up the battlefield. The scouts with fireworks and arrows in the capture team were also released in groups of three, reforming the perimeter of vigilance.

Under the stab of the spear, or the mending knife of the gun, are there some figures who are obviously pretending to be dead, stumbling and jumping, trying to run.

Then he fell in the short dash of the spearman squad, or the dozen or so volleys of the gunner squad, and helplessly, he fell and fell to the ground again.

And then finally some of them got up and knelt down and begged for mercy, but they were not killed, but brought back to be our source of first-hand information.

At this time, I noticed the back mountain, where there were bursts of continuous shooting and shouting to kill, and gradually calmed down, I looked at the top of Jinshan Temple, the flag on the top of the Futu Tower, and there was no substantial change.

It also means that the enemy has not been able to penetrate our basic line of defense. A moment later, I was rewarded.

"Fortunately, I have lived up to my mission......

Mu Long's face, blackened by gunpowder smoke, said in a deep voice

"Most of the enemy soldiers who came up from the grain and waterway in the back mountains have been annihilated......"

I'm not surprised by this, since it's a sneak attack, it's definitely light, mainly by breaking into the chaos created by hand-to-hand combat, but once they are prepared to pull away, then their fate is nothing to say.

This battle came and ended quickly, which is a little confusing.

Fortunately, there were all kinds of wounded people on the battlefield who had not yet died, and when they came back, they went straight to the origin of the other party. This group of enemy soldiers who rashly attacked Jinshan Temple were actually those Runzhou troops who escaped across the river.

It's just that they are not very successful on the other side, and even after being rearmed, they are forced to board ships and risk their lives to be shipped back through the blockade on the river, just to play the role of this kind of disrupting the rear daredevils.

Therefore, after landing on the shore, many people took the lead in leaving the team, throwing away their weapons, taking off their armor, and slipping away on the spot, and the rest of the people mustered up the remaining courage to fight into the urban area of Jingkou.

However, one of the remaining garrison units was caught off guard, because the temporary town guard left, and there were many numbers, and almost the city was in chaos at the first time.

Then the rest of the matter, those Jiangbei soldiers faintly excluded them, and these Runzhou soldiers were transferred to the tribe to capture this temporary camp on Jinshan.

It's just that our army was hastily deployed, and only the local town guards knew about it in terms of size and establishment, and the impression on the other side of the bank was still on the third-line troops of the previous garrison.

However, the sneak attack troops of hundreds of people annihilated in the back mountains came from the jumping battalion of the Taoshui Army, one of the three major army leaders under the command of the deputy commander of Huaiyang on the other side.

However, these pioneers, who were said to be suitable for both boarding and land warfare, unfortunately encountered a formation of firearms that I had prepared, and they finally crossed the river.

First of all, they were fired by a fire reconnaissance platoon, and they were alarmed to line up and sprint, only to be knocked down head-on on the mudflats and embankments. Then in a short charge, he was killed and wounded, and the rest of the people mustered up their courage to rush under the gable, only to find that a half-man-deep ditch had been dug, and after jumping into it before they could collect it, they were buried in the ditch with bamboo sticks, and they screamed.

Then, under the spearmen sticking out of the wall and the volleys of guns at close range, the ochre-yellow wall was stained red with splatters of blood, and then the white soldiers who jumped out of the side gables charged in a roundabout way, and they were almost all wiped out on the spot.

And the total casualties of our department are only ten figures, if the Jiangbei soldiers are so easy to clean up, then we can be regarded as saving time and worry.

Then discussed the follow-up matters, but some people were carried away by this light victory, and proposed the idea of taking advantage of the victory to pursue and directly enter the city to reinforce friendly troops, but before I could express my position, I was directly vetoed by Xin Jiaxuan, Lu Wuguan and most other people.

What are you kidding, let me go and fight the enemy soldiers in the mixed city, I don't have enough to do such a difficult thing.

However, the corresponding posture still has to be done, and in the end I chose a compromise plan from General Yu Hou Zhao Long, which is relatively sophisticated.

Send a patrol to block the river bank, and then my own team will wait for the opportunity to seize the ferries under the Cold Spring Pavilion, so that those Jiangbei soldiers who come over will become some kind of turtle trapped in the urn in the south of the Yangtze River that has been cut off from the back road.

No matter how much Huan is tossed now, he can't change the fate of being surrounded and destroyed by the army of the country.